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June 7, 2013 / justinbatalden

the hardest part is knowing you moved on
and not me
I thought I did
But I didn’t.
I keep dreaming about you.
Keep pining for you to be
Somewhere with me.
But you never are there.
And my throat gets choked
Because I see that you are happy
And I still cant get over you.
I sit in my body wishing I could forget
About what was good
And remember what was bad.
But all I can seem to remember is the good
I want the bad to be prominent.

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